Chapter 3 The next day she arrived at ten, just in time to greet the postman as he deposited, what appeared to be, two bills through the letter box. She knew the postman; he was a sidesman at the church, a friend of her fathers and the font of much of the local gossip. "Morning Jane. I see that Jack has received his call-up papers. Shouldn't be long before...
After sharing a couple of bottles of wine, at our favorite restaurant, and deciding we no longer wanted dinner, Abbey and I headed home to do what we normally do after having a few drinks: crawl in bed and fuck. I stood by the bedroom door watching as Abbey undressed. She first removed her shirt and bra, freeing her meaty titties from the restraining cups....
This story happened over 25 years ago, and is now one of the more cherishable memories of a much older man. One day an older (over a decade) male friend from work put it in my head that we should join an amateur theater group together. He had seen some flyers around the malls for casting "try-outs". The prospect would never have occurred to me, but my frie...
In Which Purity is reconciled with Innocence; Purity is separated from Chastity; and Purity appreciates the value of Twelve, but is displeased by the association with Chastity. Purity hadn't seen Innocence for such a long time, and she was very pleased when she heard that she and her sister had left Wonderground. She'd never cared to visit a place with suc...
In Which Mouse appreciates Innocence and her thespian ambitions in equal measure; her performances help Kedi otherwise wedded to Chastity; but she affirms greater affection for the virtues of Innocence than those of Chastity. Mouse was passionately in love with Innocence, with a passion that burst through her tee-shirt and swelled her breasts. She could har...
To the readers: There is no sex in this story. It's a story about a man and a woman and how they met and lived. It's a story written for Valentine's Day. The story is told by their eldest daughter. A special 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 1 This story is about my Mom and Dad. They both had passed a...
This is a true story though the names and places have been changed. To ensure that the younger generation appreciate the sensuality of the incident, I am giving a précis of the mores, prevalent at the time. In the sixties in the U.K. there were few "enlightened men" who believed that women were entitled to enjoy sex as much as the males did. It was quite co...
"You look nice," I heard Jackie mumble sleepily as she rolled over in bed and watched me clumsily looping a tie over my upturned collar in the half-light of the bedroom. "Thanks," I said as I wrestled with it. I didn't often wear a tie, and I was struggling to get the knot the right size. "What's the special occasion?" she asked, stifling a yawn. As a nurs...
"Morning love," I heard Jackie mumble sleepily as I tiptoed back into the bedroom in the semi-darkness, my hair still damp from the shower. I sat on the edge of the bed as I pulled on my uncomfortable black leather shoes. Fiona had made a comment about them looking scuffed yesterday, so I'd polished them last night, and now they shone in the dim morning lig...
Originally Entitled -- "Discovery" A Re-creation of the Original Tale Written earlier by me, StrangeSounds2003 He briskly walked through the mall, as he did every other day, in a hurry to get to the office supply store before time ran out. There were a lot of supplies for him to order and purchase -- as was his duty. He was the stockman for his company,...